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Jan 10
I choose to be empty--it purifies me, it's a process of letting go, of renunciation, of selflessness-- in being nothing, I find my true self, and the weariness and angst of living melts away like the dew in the sun and the dispersing of the clouds.

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Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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